Small Room

C F C G C F C Am G C F C G Well it was a small room, about ten by nine C F Am Paintbrushes and canvas, a jar of turpentine C F C G He'd be there in the morning, when the light was fresh C F F Am The only time he turn his back on her, was when she would undress C F C G Her name was Judy, Judy out to lunch C F Am Her boyfriend was Frankie, she called him Punch C F C G He said let's take a break now, my old legs are stiff C F Am He saw her bruises in the mirror, he said that bastard will you look at this C F C G She said Frankie's a good guy, he just drinks too much wine C F Am The old painter said you can tell me about it, some other time C F C G But I'd like to meet him, this boy friend of yours C F Why don't you tell him to come by on Fridfay night, Am After he closes his store F Am C F Am C G Am G F C G Am G F Em C F C G C F Am C F C G Now Judy came back on Monday, and the door was locked C F Am When the landlady opened it, even the cops where shocked C F C G Punch he lay in a pool of blood, throat slit ear to ear C F Am The old painter was dead as well, his painter knife was near C F C G The cop said one man was murdered, the others heart gave out C F But whoever painted this portait of you Judy, Am Of his love there is no doubt C F C G Well it was a small room, about ten by nine C F Am Am Paintbrushes and canvas, a jar of turpentine